You have a question for Vatarie

As you sit with Vatarie enjoying the music, dancing, food and drink you remember your decision this morning, the choice of your goal. "What do you want?" You ask as you look at her.

She looks a little confused then a small grin spreads on her face. "We can go to my bedroom." She entwines her fingers with your own and makes a move to get up but stops when she see a soft smile on your face. "What?"

"I meant your big want, the rest of your life want." You lift your entwined hands up and kiss the back of her hand. She sits back looking a little disappointment and rest your hands on her thigh, hers on top as her thumb gently rubs your own.

"I want to marry you and have some daughters, and have lot of practice at making daughters." She sneaked a kiss on your cheek as she finished.

"Doesn't sound so bad, but what about your duchy?" As you speak she freezes up and little and leans over to smell your hair. You can feel a confusing mix of disappointment and happiness at your lack of scent.

"When I'm done with the academy I'm allowed to go home, but since I'll have your duchy, we can go to your home." She looks wistfully past the entertainment at the garden and the sand beyond. She rests her head against yours and you lean into her. After some arranging your head ups up on her shoulder and hers resting on top of yours. "I'd rather have you than some sand."

Well that line put a small knife into you. You really should come clean. "What about Anastasia and Asune?" You feel her lift herself off you for a moment.

"I gave Anastasia my word for you." She breathes a few times, "Asune." She breathed a few more times, "I don't want to share you." She pulled her hand free of yours and wrapped her around you to bring your closer. "I want you to myself, but if I have you and you," she chews her words for a moment, "want more, I could –"

You cut her off by flicking her nose with your now free hands. "I can barely handle you, if, and that if is doing a lot, if Asune insisted on a dual marriage and Anastasia consented I wouldn't be with her because I want more than you. You are kinda amazing." You feel her hug you closer and let out a squeak as she crushes you a little. She looks worried for a moment as her arm relaxes. After a second you both start laughing and go back to watching the dancing that hadn't slow during your moment.

You keep watching and enjoying the closeness but there is something that strikes you about this. Vatarie didn't seem the sort to sit and enjoy a show, she seems the sort to be involved in the show. You push the thought down and just keep watching. The dance gets increasingly sexual as the dancers begin to shed their see through attire, scattering it around themselves. As it reaches the climax you are not sure if that will be actual sex as the dancers are clearly enjoying this more than you are.

The music builds and suddenly the dancers come together in a group, the men laying down the women kneeling over them. When the music reaches its peak the women sink down and let out primal moans. You are worried this is going to turn into a different sort of show since you have no idea where to look. Then suddenly the dancers jump onto their feet and bow grabbing their discared attire and skipping out of view. Vatarie starts clapping and you do as well. After a few seconds of clapping the music resumes much softer than before and with only a few instruments.

Vatarie looks at you a little nervously. "Did you like it?" Her cheeks were coloured and her eyes were linger on your exposed skin and lips.

"It was unique." You aren't sure what the best answer would be, if the goal had been to turn you on it did kinda work, but it's Vatarie she doesn't need that to turn you on.

Vatarie furrows her brow. "I tired to find some music and performers from your home," she sounded disappointed in herself, "sorry if it wasn't as good."

Well now you feel like a dick. In fact you feel like a dick on several levels since you have no idea if that is some sort of traditional dance from your fake homeland, so not only are you lying to her you are making her feel inadequate. You should come clean at this point. "I wanted to spend time with you," this isn't coming clean, "not just watching something with you," come on Christopher you know this is wrong, "what do you want to do?" You're a dick, and a coward for that matter, though you are volatile right now so you have an excuse, which also makes you self-deceptive.

"What I want to do? On our date?" She looked confused though thankfully she just explained what a date is.

"Yes. On our date I want to know what you want to do." Asking what she wants to do doesn't make you any less of a dick.

"Oh, I, ah." She looked into your eyes and smiled as they dilated. "I want to take you to my bedroom." She stands up lifting you with her. Using her strength she end up picking you up entirely, cradling you in her arms. She let out a shaky breath at her strength over you. Well at least you know an easy way to turn her on, just let her man handle you.

As she starts to walk your internal self hatred makes you say. "I mean aside from that. For fun?" Vatarie gives you a flat stare and you swear you can hear the band hitch in their song at your clear clam jamming.

"Go to my bedroom." Vatarie answers resuming her walking with you still in her arms.

Damn it, "Wait." Vatarie stops and looks at you clearly horny and getting sick at your getting between her and relief.

"What?" Vatarie asks before rolling her eyes, "We don't have to do 'it' if you don't want but right now I want you to hold up your promise from this morning."

"Huh?"

"Eat me." She had a huge grin on her face as she said it and started walking much faster. If you are going to stop her now is the time.